Ankyra Sound dead woman walking

it would never be safe again. at least, not really.

sobeille grappled with more than loss; she grappled with change, and with the heavy hand of reality. sapphique faced a crisis never experienced before; it made her wonder if years from now, it would be her time that was passed down as a dark age.

an age of grief, and an age of war.

picking along the cliffs, sobeille froze abruptly as she caught wind of a scent. she winced at the pain instigated by this sudden movement, stiffening at the realization of who darkened their doorsteps.

and stupidly, rather than howl for backup or quickly retreat, sobeille charged right towards him with a belligerent roar.